When it comes to customs, we strive for perfection and when it's anything less than, we gotta do it again. This was from the time when the game was to remain hogtied without screaming while Martin punished my feet. If I made a noise each time he struck me, a weight was added to my nipple clamps - you can imagine how paralyzed I was! I didn't even think it was possible but I did way better than I expected... the only problem was that I was just shy of 30-minutes and that was NOT the goal, so... a do-over it is!